Fruit in Bloom!

Saturday, June 30, 2012

In exchange for living on an island paradise, there is a basic issue that one must accept: You may not always be able to get what you want when you want it!

I have fallen deeply in love with aloe vera juice (AVJ as it is known in the natural hair culture)! My need is serious, y'all. I am firmly convinced that AVJ is 99% water and 1% pixie dust as it handles so many of my issues with one blow! Between the instant moisture from the water content and the cuticle sealing effect from its acidic ph, AVJ is my homey, lover, friend....no doubt! So, you can imagine the bone chilling horror that raced through my very SOUL when my dealer local pharmacy told me that they would not have any more until "probably" next week! PROBABLY??!! Perhaps I wouldn't have fainted if it wasn't for the fact that this was the same answer I got LAST week!! My hair week flashed in front of my eyes- How will I detangle? Who would moisten my 'fro in the mornings....and afternoons.......heck, who am I kidding, evenings, too? Will my scalp revolt? What will my Jojoba/Shea mix say? What is the POINT of going on?!

Suddenly, I realized that I hadn't fainted but had experienced a cinematic montage in my mind's eye and was standing there with my mouth slightly open and blankly glaring at the assistant. She repeated, "Is there anything else I can help you with?" Too ashamed to confess my addiction, I casually reached for some glycerin, epsom salt and a Burt's Bees tinted lip balm...duck mouth.

Mind you, there are many ways for me to survive until next week. It may take some doing, but it's far from impossible. I have to laugh at myself when I realize just how uppity I have become that plain old water is now no longer good enough to satisfy the moisture my hair craves and that my fingers have better things to do than to personally address any tangles that may pop up in the next week. It's amazing that to me how quickly I forget that there are some things that I can truly live without if I had to do so. Having them makes things easier, but they still aren't essential to my survival. Interestingly enough, I am back to something that is essential: water...at least for this week. Water is a staple of life that we really WOULD die without. I think I may use this momentary AVJ shortage as a teachable moment for my kinky-coily soul....

My observation on myself is that there have been many times that I have neglected to feed my dry soul with the Living Water of the Word of God. Perhaps I tried to replace meetings with Him with some other activity that seemed fufilling. Do I thirst for Him daily? One of many rules listed in the "Naturalista's Guide to Happy Hair" is no matter what routine or products your hair may respond to, try to be consistent. Consistent may be defined as daily, weekly or monthly depending on the treatment. But you can definitely tell the difference if you miss a step or short cut it. Sometimes I forget that returning to the Well of Living Water is not a luxury...its a necessity. The Holy Spirit is constantly calling to us but it is up to us to answer the call. And whether its a call for a deep treatment or just a refreshing spritz in the middle of the day, we should all thirst for the meeting. It keeps us responsive to His Will and ready for His service. My AVJ is awesome and I will sho 'nuf be in the front of the line when the shipment lands. But until then, the water in my spray bottle will serve to remind me that there is a more vital nourishment that I truly cannot live without. Don't try to replace it.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Recently I was in conversation with a beloved and beautiful, natural sister who made a few very disturbing statements. She seems not to understand why any woman with a hair texture more pronounced than a 3c (I ONLY use that term to help bring visual context) would go natural anyway. There does not seem to be any beauty in those textures to her eye (she herself being about a 3a with very fine strands). She has developed a quote that she teasingly claims she wants to put on a t-shirt, "Natural is Beautiful. Nappy is Not!" I think this was meant to be a comment toward sisters whose texture is just too tight to try a little harder not to let those dry, kinky tendencies show! Now y'all know I was totally red, right?! But, seeing as she is my senior I sufficed to respond to her, "Well, unfortunately my DNA says, 'Nappy', so..." I saw the slight change in her face as I think she picked up that she may have offended me a bit. But I tried not rub it in. And I also sensed that this would be the wrong time to school my elder on the "New School" philosophies of natural hair. To be fair, she is not the only "mature" lady to comment on my Nouveau Boheme hair expression. A dear sister at church (also a natural, kept in a neatly trimmed fade and always gelled for maximum 3a curl definition) RELIGIOUSLY asks me, "Child! What you gonna do with that head?" EVERY TIME she sees me...audience notwithstanding! I actually think that as my 'fro continues to expand, she is genuinely getting more and more concerned! Even my own mother has let an off-color comment slip everynow and then! She has made it abundantly clear that her favorite look on myself and my two daughters is dependable, predictable twists. "Afterall, twists CAN go in a ponytail! AND you can better see how LONG your hair REALLY is!", as she self-conciously pats in her own 3b TWA.

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One of the basic tenants of the Naturalista Movement is unapologetic acceptance of your natural texture, no matter what it may be. This still seems to escape some. The elephant in the Naturalista room is that being natural is cool, AS LONG AS you can manage to achieve some level of curl definition or silky appearance. Otherwise, why on earth would you go natural at all, right? It is like we mentally still bear the scars of the slave chains that used to wrap around our wrists. The choice to freely express your ethnicity is OK, just as long as it doesn't embarrass me by fitting into a stereotype that I desperately want to leave behind! I would go as far as saying that "Nappy" is the new "N" word. Even those of us who accept the texture as having its own beauty can shudder if someone mentions the word "Nappy". So what is a girl to do when the "N" word actually does apply?

One must remember to be gracious to those who came up in a different time or culture than what we are in now. If someone 20+ years your senior who has gone natural but still insists on religiously straightening her hair and shuns any treatment regimens that include methods that may seem too "ethnic" criticizes your wild twist-out, rebellious fro-hawk or motherland Bantu knots, be gentle with your judgement of their mentality and intentions. They have their reasons why they feel the way they feel. Their beauty has also been placed on the measuring scales of society by many before you and there is no telling by what means they were conditioned to judge that beauty. This is an awkward time for the matrons of our respective ethnic backgrounds. Times have changed and sisters are generally embracing a more irreverent and less standardized system of beauty. For every head shake or question mark expression I receive from the mothers, I get 25 complements from both men and women of ALL ethnicities who are generally WITHIN my generation! This perception differential can drive a wedge even further between ourselves and the women who desire to mentor us if we allow it. And insulting their intellectual or spiritual aptitude based upon a misdirected opinion is not really fair to them. Nor is it edifying to our own souls. The healing that takes place on the journey of embracing the "you" God created should also extend to those who may not fully espouse the concept in totality. "Angry Naturalista" is NOT the business! Just ain't a good look, ya know?

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So, we should learn to pick our battles. Learn that not every woman of color is going to agree with you. They may be smiling dead in your face and secretly thanking God, "At least I don't have THAT hair!" That should be forgiven. They may be rambling on and on about how they only need water and a dime of conditioner for their locks and just don't understand all this oil and butter that everyone is ranting about. Let it go. Bloom the Naturalista from the inside out. Your crown begins to glow when the texture of your heart is seen rather than the texture of your hair.﻿